I cannot believe that we’re already just a few days from half way through this pregnancy! Its amazing how the time goes. We have an appointment on Monday to find out whether this little one in my belly is a girl or a boy, and I just felt the need to post once more before we find that out. Not that I’ve been that consistent anyway…but that sort of plays into how low-key this has all felt up until now.
I read a few blogs here and there, mostly friends and acquaintances, and I noticed that there were many people who didn’t post much through November and early December, and I kept using it as my excuse to put off writing anything as well. BUT, now that just about everyone has caught up and posted something, I’m giving myself a swift kick in the behind and taking the opportunity to write some of those thoughts swimming around in my head before I forget them (which seems to be happening a LOT quicker these days).
I am so thankful for how easy this pregnancy has been so far. I have heard story after story of friends and friends of friends who have been in and out of the hospital or in bed all day, or even worse, trying to take care of other little children while super sick. I have other friends who feel like they haven’t been able to stop worrying their whole pregnancy and theres this constant nervous energy. I don’t know that I believe there is such a thing as “normal” during pregnancy anymore, but I certainly wouldn’t call any of those things abnormal—which is why I have felt so blessed these last few weeks by the blanket of calm that seems to have draped over Colin and I. We’ve had these super sweet moments together, just talking about what our family will be like. Decorating for Christmas was so much fun this year—I can’t imagine what it will be like next year with a little baby (probably of crawling age) to get into everything.
I’m just going to take a moment to brag about my rockstar husband for a second. He’s going to be the best dad! After we read in our 19 week update that the baby can probably hear our voices now, Colin will randomly bend down to my belly and say things. We’ll be sitting on the couch talking, and he’ll lean over and involve the baby in what we’re saying. In fact, the other day, he was whispering something and I couldn’t hear, so I asked him what he said and he replied “this one’s between me and little fella”. Which brings up a whole other point. Have I mentioned that Colin and I are convinced this peanut (or more like grapefruit these days) is a boy? We have no medical proof, but almost all of those old wives tales- like heartbeat, Chinese calendar, morning sickness, etc- seem to point toward a rascal of a boy. So, Colin’s taken to calling ‘him’ “little fella”. I asked what was going to happen if we’re wrong and find out a girl (because, lets face it, we only have a 50/50 shot of being right), and he just said “then we’ll call her ‘little fella’!” It made me laugh. I love seeing him play with all the kids in our bible study group.
I had a moment earlier today where I wondered if I was really ready to find out the gender. Things have just been so easy-going that I’m a little afraid that knowing what we’re having will invoke this crazy rush of activity over picking out names and nursery stuff and clothes, etc. But, I know that will happen anyway, and I think it will just have to be a decision to continue to enjoy the small moments. Wow, now that I’ve started writing, I want to share all of these other details- like what those first few movements have felt like in the last week, and some of Colin and I’s funny name conversations, and they way the little kids I tutor have reacted to finding out I’m pregnant….but I’ll have to save those for another time.
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